ralmathon dropped by to see how marxdarx was doing on the commissioned animation. (Pretty well, evidently.) He was parked here when easalle dropped me off after the traditional Writing Group Dinner.

He wants me to bring fresh rhubarb back. I think I can swing that. Yay, rhubarb! Rhubarb pie! Yay!

I think he may have been a cat in a previous life. He thinks not. I pointed out that the spot right above his waistline that is just right for being scratched is the same spot that is the best spot to scratch on eris_raven. He grumbled at us.

Likes big brothers. Our cat-brother!

(The Little Fayoumis refers to shammash as his cat-brother. It's only fair that I claim one too.)